Witch's Delight

It wasn't a necessary aspect of the spell. Serena was a powerful enough witch she could make do without most of the ingredients in her yearly Samhain potion for rejuvenation. But seeking out the blood of a willing man always made for an interesting night.

She sat at the half full brewpub and watched several tables of teams compete in a horror movie themed trivia competition in honor of Halloween. Some of the people wore costumes, including a table of cowboys. Tempting, but a different one caught her eye.

One table, with four men in the mid-twenties gathered around it, consistently drew her eye. They were all average height and build, but the gleam of intelligence, and the kind way they spoke to their server, attracted her attention.

Perhaps she could get the blood of several willing men this night.

At the end of the game, when their team came in second, Serena approached the group. "Gentlemen," she purred. "I couldn't help but notice you were robbed of a first-place finish."

"Tiebreakers are hard," one of the men said, his gaze dropping to Serena's strategically low-cut top. The deep, deep V framed her ample cleavage. If she took a deep breath too quickly, her nipple might pop out.

One could hope.

"I imagine. I wanted to congratulate you on your game. You know quite a bit about...." Serena waved her hand in the air, gesturing vaguely. "Well, everything."

"I have to get home." One of the guys stood.

His own ring -- the one on his left hand -- flashed. She could appreciate someone in love with their partner and smart enough to get out before one of Serena's nipples actually popped out.

He looked like he could fuck a woman pretty hard, but she didn't trifle with married men. He walked away from the group. Down to three.

She glanced back at the three guys and gave them a sexy wink. If she wasn't a witch, it still would have conveyed her message. As it was, she added a little extra behind it and watched the men gulp convulsively. She purred, "I wonder if you really do know everything."

Emphasis on the last word.

"I'm Pete. This is Kyle, and Eric. Damian just left."

"He's married," Kyle explained.

"I see." Serena licked her lips and watched Eric choke on a swallow of beer. She was horny, there was no holding back how much the desire kicked up her power. "Can I buy you all a round?"

One round of drinks later -- with Serena perched on Pete's lap, her foot sliding up Eric's inner thing, Kyle leaned down. He nipped her ear. Serena arched her head back. "I'm staying at the hotel across the street. Room 333. Meet me there in twenty minutes."

She stood up, adjusted her skirt, and walked away from the men. There was no doubt they would follow her.

When they knocked on her door nineteen minutes later, she grinned and with a little snap of her fingers, the lights dimmed and the strategically placed candles around the room sparked to life. The lock to the door unclicked, inviting the men in.

The entire penthouse was dark except for the flickering light in the bedroom. The men were smart enough to find her. Kyle led the way. He stopped at the edge of the bed.

Serena lounged on the bed. She trailed a hand along her bared hip, sliding it up her ribcage. She cupped her breast in her hand and pinched her nipple.

Behind Kyle, Pete stopped so fast Eric bumped into him. Serena gave a soft laugh and added, "I think you all are wearing too much clothing."

In moments, the men stripped and joined Serena on the bed. Kyle started at her breasts, his mouth sliding over the creamy mound of her breasts. He stopped and sucked the round berry of her nipple into his mouth. He bit down ever so slightly, and Serena's hips bucked as she moaned.

Kyle continued down her body until he settled on her pussy. He spread her legs wide, his fingers opening up her cunt. He paused and blew on her clit. Serena groaned again. With her mouth open, Eric took the opportunity to slide his cock in.

Serena loved coming with a cock in her mouth, and the way Kyle was working on her pussy, she knew she was close.

Her first orgasm rocked her just as Pete settled his long, thick cock in her hand. She came around the dick in her mouth, her hips bucking against Kyle's face, Pete's cock clenched in her hand.

Her moans sent Eric over the edge, and he came, filling her mouth with his hot cum.

"More," she ordered. She wanted all their cum. In her, on her, she didn't care. She wanted it. She needed it.

And damnit, she was coming on each and every one of those dicks tonight.

Eric rolled to the side of the bed and lay on his side. Pete took over her mouth and

Kyle shoved her thighs apart and positioned his cock just outside her pussy. "You want me to fuck you?"

She pulled Pete's dick out long enough to cry, "Yes! Fuck me!"

He slammed into her at the same time as Pete slid his dick even further in her mouth. She cried out, the cocks filling her making her desperate for me.

He might have thought he was down for the count, but Eric had never fucked a witch before. As he watched his buddies double team the sexy stranger, his cock twitched and then, despite his raging orgasm only moments before, he felt a rush and he was fully erect and throbbing.

Pete pulled out of Serena's mouth and sprayed jizz over her chin and tits. Serena moaned and arched against Kyle's pounding.

"I want all of you to fuck me. Fuck all my holes," Serena ordered.

And Pete, his cock now once again hard, helped Serena get on her hands and knees. He settled beneath her, and she sank onto his cock. "Oh god, yes," Pete moaned as her pussy surrounded him.

Kyle took up a place at the head of the bed, his own cock desperate for release. Eric glanced down at the bottle of lube in his hands - his horniness distracted him from the fact he hadn't been holding the bottle a second before - and poured it over his cock. He spread Serena's ass cheeks and poured the warmed oil over Serena's asshole. Gently he pressed a finger inside her.

Serena came, hard.

"More!" she screamed, thankful for the soundproofing spell protecting the thin walls.

Eric slid his lubed dick inside her. She was so tight and so fucking hot and he wanted to pound her asshole until he came inside her, but Serena held herself so still he was afraid to move.

In front of her, Kyle rose to his knees and slid his cock along her lips. Serena opened her mouth and took the tip inside. She could taste herself on him. With a desperate groan, she widened her mouth and Kyle slid his cock all the way in.

Serena pressed down onto Pete's dick. She pulled Kyle's cock out and looked over her shoulder at Eric. With a wicked grin, she ordered, "Fuck my ass. Now."

He happily obliged.

The men fucked Serena repeatedly, their erections endless, their bodies covered in sweat and fluids. They came, all of them, over and over, for hours.

Finally, toward the end of the night, Kyle bent Serena over the couch of the suite, his hands knotted in her long red hair, he felt Serena shudder, she gave one short scream, and Kyle came so hard he thought he might black out. Serena pulled herself away from him and flopped onto the bed.

"That's enough, thank you."

The men passed out.

The three of them awoke in their own beds in their shared rental house. Each with a bandage on their left forefinger and no recollection of how they got home.

As a parting gift for the months of power she stored up from the carnal feast, Serena gifted the men with the ability to fuck for twelve hours without needing to stop and rest.

But only on Halloween night.